Having never been to the Eastern United States during the fall season, I can only use the T.V. and photos to get an idea of what the fall color must be in places like Vermont, Connecticut and such. But, like so many things there is always the feeling that I’m missing out on something. Driving around town we see “pops” of color, a line of yellow ginkgos, or purplish-red myrtles, but nothing like we’ve seen in the jigsaw puzzles of the covered bridges with that blanket of red or orange as its backdrop.
Of course the day I returned it was pouring rain and so the shots I got just don’t do justice, but you get the idea. The colors were still outrageous through the mist and rain. I would highly encourage anyone in search of "color" take a short drive through our local wine country and enjoy.